Hiding the Alpha’s Baby (Layla and Alexander’s) novel Chapter 92

Chapter 92

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It takes everyone a long time to recover from the shock. When they do, Mom and Dad rush towards me.

I lift my

bloodied palm and stop them.” Do—Don’t.”

Their faces now show every emotion they feel—agony, worry, and shock.

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Princess, I didn’t- – – ”

* You have hurt me enough. “I whisper, not letting Dad finish that.

I know he didn’t want to hurt me. To this day, Dad has never even raised his voice at me let alone his hands. That’s something I know he will never do.

But, pain doesn’t only come with words or hands. Sometimes, it comes with the way someone treats you, unknowingly or knowingly.

I am at fault too. When Mom believed that all the psychologists or doctors helped me get over my trauma, I acted a certain way and let her live in her happy bubble.

When Dad asked me what I wanted to study in college while subtly telling me that he wanted me to go for business, I didn’t once refuse and tell him that I didn’t want to do that.

It has always been like this and now they believe I can not refuse them over anything.

My view of my hurt parents gets blocked by a cold face. His hands, cold and calloused reach for my forehead, touching the wound lightly.

Our eyes meet, and my breath hitches.

“It’s not deep, Kitty. You will be fine. “Massimo whispers, pulling his hand to his side.

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Ayla Baby. ” Mom calls out again, her hand holding onto Dad’s arms.

attention.

The fake concern in his eyes makes me sick. He can pretend to the end.

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Massimo. “I whisper with a heavy heart,

Please—Please take me home.”

No, Princess.” Dad is by my side in the blink of an eye, crouching and reaching for my upper arm.

Massimo rises to his feet and takes a step back. Desperately, I push my hand forth so he can grab my hand and take me with him but he doesn’t show any signs of pulling me up.

Aaron pushes past him and steps in my line of sight. “He is Massimo Rossi, Ayla. The same person who has been—

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Making things difficult for Dad?” I finish for him and avert my gaze towards Dad.

Confusion swirls in his eyes. It makes my heart hurt more. But I can not give up now. I can not even think about the possibility of a life with C a s s i a n.

Princess, do you really love him?” Dad’s voice sounds hesitant and defeated.

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My shoulders tighten at the sudden question. I open my mouth to answer, but find nothing on my mind.

“Yes, Baby. Please tell us if he did anything to you. Please. You don’t need to be scared. We will never blame you for anything.” Mom surrounds me from

the other side.

The three people, my family, peer at

e expectantly from all sides, waiting for my answer.

You loved Henry until yesterday. “Aaron says impatiently.

“I never loved him. “I blurt before I can register it.

When it became to admit my fake love for Massimo, I couldn’t do it, but if I have to deny that I ever loved any man in my life before, I will never hesitate.

I release Massimo’s hand and turn around to face them. They are standing side by side now. Dad still looks livid but he is not trying to kill Massimo again.

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Massimo, however, doesn’t even flinch at the sight of my Dad’s threatening glare.

“I told you about Henry, what did you guys do?” I whisper, sensing the blood drying on my hand and my face.

Ayla Baby, he was not good for you. ” Mom insists, tears welling in her eyes.

No one is good enough for me, except for i a n Ruth right? Why? Because he is a strong Alpha like Dad and listens to Dad like a puppet? rises again.

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My voice

Mom sniffles. “That’s not— ”

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That’s it! Because you think no one is good for me, except for the man you chose, because you refuse to let me live my life and because you don’t want me to find love and happiness—I have found what I think is good for me, I have found a way to live my life, to love, to be happy! And this time, you will have to understand me instead of forcing me to understand you!” I say loudly, in a single ragged breath before I stumble.

Arms wrap around my waist, steadying me and stopping me from falling on the floor.

Careful.” Massimo’s warm voice whispers in my ears.

“Get your hands off my daughter! ” Dad growls dangerously.

“He won’t. “I lift my head defiantly. ” he is my husband! And I am going with him whether you like it or not!”

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